The story of Cliven Bundy and his battle with the U.S. Bureau of Land Management (BLM) has been going on for a long time. Since 1993, Bundy and his family have been fighting with the federal government over his claim to grazing rights on public land that had been worked by his family for over a century, long before the BLM ever existed. The government decided to change the rules in 1993, ostensibly to protect the desert tortoise. All the other ranchers in the area have been driven out of business. The last man standing is Cliven Bundy. Bundy has maintained that the federal government has no claim on the land, and that it belongs to the people of Clark County, Nevada. The dispute escalated last week when federal agents from the BLM descended on the land and the cattle 80 miles northeast of Las Vegas. Several hundred agents, fully armed, showed up with helicopters, backhoes, dump trucks, and a fleet of shiny SUVs from the federal government’s motor pool. Immediately, they began rounding up Bundy’s cattle. They intimidated anyone who attempted to stop them, which included using tasers and police dogs, and arresting one of Bundy’s sons. By late in the week, it became clear that the BLM agents believed they had they firepower on their side to impose their will on the Bundy family. That’s when I, and thousands of like-minded patriots, decided that enough was enough. I had been covering the story and spoke with Cliven Bundy on the phone on Thursday. It was then that I decided that I would take the Walsh Freedom movement to Nevada to join the fight. Hundreds of patriots had already arrived in Bunkerville, Nevada. They were camping out near the Bundy Ranch, showing support for the cause and marshaling an army of citizen patriots against the tyranny of big government. By the time my boots hit the ground on Saturday morning, the number of patriots had swelled to several thousand. The message was clear: the federal government couldn’t simply impose its will on a free people.